In The Fish Factory
1 October 1994 - IN THE FISH FACTORY
We travelled further into the factory. In one hall we counted no less than 147 marlins in a cot.
Later, one of the Germans tried to suck out a sprat's eye, but ended up swallowing its beak. I drank a cup of warm eel's roe by mistake.
3 October 1994 - IN THE FISH FACTORY
One of the factory dams burst yesterday. Two of the Germans were swept into a pulsing vat of cod scalps, whilst another found himself in a bucket of crispy, burnt herrings.
I myself fell face first into a lake of bitter pufferfish bellies.